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It was raining outside.
It was such a severe contrast to the other day, where it was sunny and bright. And so was Harry's soul. But today, it was raining outside, and, for Harry in some sense, raining inside.
"Well, at least the weather stays consistent with me." Said Harry sadly.
He tried to let his thoughts drift to the game he won yesterday. He was kind of glad that Ron wasn't on the team anymore; or, at least, glad since a week and a day ago. Their new keeper, Dennis, was surprisingly good for being so small. He wondered what it'd be like for Ron to watch from the sidelines.
"Yeah." Wondered Harry aloud. "Who would he sit with...? Probably Hermione..." and then, the gong went off in his brain.
"THAT'S IT!" said Harry suddenly. He stopped his moping around the Hogwarts halls, and ran out to the grounds. He was SURE that he'd find the answer...
And the answer would be... thought Harry and he took the pathway to the lake...
Hermione off in the distance... walking... alone!?
This wasn't right. He was SURE that he was right. .. But... apparently... Hermione was walking in their former date spot... alone, without a new date!
"HERMIONE!" screamed Harry.
Hermione turned to Harry.
"Why did you BREAK UP WITH ME!?"
Hermione's face contorted, and she yelled back, "FOR THE MILLIONTH TIME, HARRY, WE WOULDN'T HAVE WORKED OUT! AND DON'T GO TELLING ME WE WOULD!" added Hermione, seeing Harry about to shout just that. "I THINK WE WON'T, AND THAT'S ALL THAT MATTERS!"
"But..." said Harry, walking closer... "You don't have someone else?"
Hermione began to cry. "NO!" she shouted through her tears. "NOW GET LOST!"
These words pierced Harry's heart, and echoed through his brain. Get lost... get lost... get lost... get lost... get lost... get lost... get lost... get lost... get lost... get lost... get lost... get lost... get lost... get lost... get lost... get lost... get lost...
Harry got lost. But he'd never lose the feeling that those words just gave him.
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Why? Was all Harry could think of as he paced the halls again. Why? Why? Why? But no one would give him the answer.
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Hermione sighed. She wished she didn't have to hurt Harry so, but she had no choice. She looked at the giant Hogwarts clock. 12:05. it was time to go.
Walking into the entrance hall, she saw Neville, who had been hurt so bad that he actually needed to be bandaged up. Hermione felt a sudden pride at that sight. Brushing past him, she remembered what she had to do, and lost all good feelings she had. Looking around to see if no one was there, she stepped into the Head boy/girl's office.
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Harry, after moping around for a bit, decoded that he needed to go to the bathroom. But, in his moping state, he didn't notice that he wasn't even on the right floor. He just went down into the third door from the right on his side of the hallway. And it happened to be... you guessed it right.
The head boy/girl's office.
"HARRY!?" shouted two voices at his entrance, obviously thinking they had some privacy.
Harry's heart stopped- these two had been making out- there was no denying it. And one was the one who he loved.
"HERMIONE!?" shouted Harry in total disbelief and sadness. But then he noticed the person she was with. And the disbelief and sadness were replaced by another feeling. Anger.
"RRRRRRRROOOOOONNNNNN!!!" screamed Harry, lunging at him.
Ron smirked. "Ah, ah, ah, Harry. You can't attack me for kissing the girl THAT DUMPED YOU!"
"No way... YOU FORCED HER TO!" screamed Harry.
Ron nodded to Hermione. "Tell him, Herm."
Hermione shuddered, and turned to Harry. "Harry..." she said in a small voice. "I... don't... love... you..." she then broke into tears, and fell into the waiting arms of Ron. "I LOVE HIM!" she sobbed, even harder now.
"That's right!" said Ron happily. "Now on your way! This is a very private moment!"
Harry just became numb. He had lost all feeling in his body. The "I don't love you" had went through his heart.
And into his soul.
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No, that is not the end. I know better than to even THINK of ending there, or I'd get about a million death threats. If you want to find out what happens... guess what, review! Even though the next chapter will come up anyway.
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It was raining outside.
It was such a severe contrast to the other day, where it was sunny and bright. And so was Harry's soul. But today, it was raining outside, and, for Harry in some sense, raining inside.
"Well, at least the weather stays consistent with me." Said Harry sadly.
He tried to let his thoughts drift to the game he won yesterday. He was kind of glad that Ron wasn't on the team anymore; or, at least, glad since a week and a day ago. Their new keeper, Dennis, was surprisingly good for being so small. He wondered what it'd be like for Ron to watch from the sidelines.
"Yeah." Wondered Harry aloud. "Who would he sit with...? Probably Hermione..." and then, the gong went off in his brain.
"THAT'S IT!" said Harry suddenly. He stopped his moping around the Hogwarts halls, and ran out to the grounds. He was SURE that he'd find the answer...
And the answer would be... thought Harry and he took the pathway to the lake...
Hermione off in the distance... walking... alone!?
This wasn't right. He was SURE that he was right. .. But... apparently... Hermione was walking in their former date spot... alone, without a new date!
"HERMIONE!" screamed Harry.
Hermione turned to Harry.
"Why did you BREAK UP WITH ME!?"
Hermione's face contorted, and she yelled back, "FOR THE MILLIONTH TIME, HARRY, WE WOULDN'T HAVE WORKED OUT! AND DON'T GO TELLING ME WE WOULD!" added Hermione, seeing Harry about to shout just that. "I THINK WE WON'T, AND THAT'S ALL THAT MATTERS!"
"But..." said Harry, walking closer... "You don't have someone else?"
Hermione began to cry. "NO!" she shouted through her tears. "NOW GET LOST!"
These words pierced Harry's heart, and echoed through his brain. Get lost... get lost... get lost... get lost... get lost... get lost... get lost... get lost... get lost... get lost... get lost... get lost... get lost... get lost... get lost... get lost... get lost...
Harry got lost. But he'd never lose the feeling that those words just gave him.
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Why? Was all Harry could think of as he paced the halls again. Why? Why? Why? But no one would give him the answer.
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Hermione sighed. She wished she didn't have to hurt Harry so, but she had no choice. She looked at the giant Hogwarts clock. 12:05. it was time to go.
Walking into the entrance hall, she saw Neville, who had been hurt so bad that he actually needed to be bandaged up. Hermione felt a sudden pride at that sight. Brushing past him, she remembered what she had to do, and lost all good feelings she had. Looking around to see if no one was there, she stepped into the Head boy/girl's office.
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Harry, after moping around for a bit, decoded that he needed to go to the bathroom. But, in his moping state, he didn't notice that he wasn't even on the right floor. He just went down into the third door from the right on his side of the hallway. And it happened to be... you guessed it right.
The head boy/girl's office.
"HARRY!?" shouted two voices at his entrance, obviously thinking they had some privacy.
Harry's heart stopped- these two had been making out- there was no denying it. And one was the one who he loved.
"HERMIONE!?" shouted Harry in total disbelief and sadness. But then he noticed the person she was with. And the disbelief and sadness were replaced by another feeling. Anger.
"RRRRRRRROOOOOONNNNNN!!!" screamed Harry, lunging at him.
Ron smirked. "Ah, ah, ah, Harry. You can't attack me for kissing the girl THAT DUMPED YOU!"
"No way... YOU FORCED HER TO!" screamed Harry.
Ron nodded to Hermione. "Tell him, Herm."
Hermione shuddered, and turned to Harry. "Harry..." she said in a small voice. "I... don't... love... you..." she then broke into tears, and fell into the waiting arms of Ron. "I LOVE HIM!" she sobbed, even harder now.
"That's right!" said Ron happily. "Now on your way! This is a very private moment!"
Harry just became numb. He had lost all feeling in his body. The "I don't love you" had went through his heart.
And into his soul.
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No, that is not the end. I know better than to even THINK of ending there, or I'd get about a million death threats. If you want to find out what happens... guess what, review! Even though the next chapter will come up anyway.